This morning Stockton came in to lovingly wake me from my slumber. He climbed up on the bed, laid down on top of me and whispered "Mom, I'll just lay here while you wake up." Did you catch the part where he was laying right on top of me? I love that boy.
Preston had his first lawn mowing opportunity this morning. Of course I took a picture. On the way into the house after his chore was done he said "Mom, that was awesome, and fun!" Oh if only I could make it last a lifetime!
Emma came in begging "Please Mom can I wash some windows?" Um Yes!
I love that my kids are so eager to help. How do I keep this alive? I don't want to squelch their desire to help but it is oh so hard for me to be patient while I teach them new things!
Still can't find the cable for the camera. I spent 30 minutes looking this morning, but decided to forget about it when I was getting frustrated and anxious! You'll just have to wait!
Small town Love its
I only hear sirens once every couple of days rather than once every couple of hours.
No police helicopters circling over head-ever.
I love the slower pace of life in the small town. I have to get used to it again, but I love it!
Not so much:
Flat tires. All the time we were in Vegas I never got a single flat on my jogging stroller. I now have 2.
2 comments:
I remember when we moved out to small town life getting super frustrated with my always flat bike tire - it was particularly bad the first two years before the road was paved.
Glad to see you are transitioning all right. While I've been doing big city moves, I can relate to the utter exhaustion (and accompanying tendency to feel anxious) from moving so many times in the past couple of years.
How do I get my kids to be that helpful? Hope all is going well for you guys. I sure do miss you!
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